First Saturday that I don't have ballet,
yet I have nothing better to do.

Chapelthon yesterday was good.
I really love and miss Fairfield a lot,
yet with each passing day this feeling just gets lesser.
And they really remain no more than memories,
the agony of growing up and old.

Stayover at Gina's yesterday was really good,
catch up all that we have been missing out on each others' life the past year.
I met up with Natalie in the afternoon as well,
spent the better part of catching up on bus rides because the places that we wanted to go to was close.

It was a good day nevertheless.